Today is the company's annual Christmas luncheon. So obviously I am sitting in my office with the door closed, blogging. I plan to continue this behavior until the last possible moment when I can walk in, slap a piece of ham on my plate along with some other casserole looking mush and a crusty deviled egg or two.
I brought the ham so I know it is safe for consumption, the rest will end up casually tossed away. I've seen many of these people's homes. If it ain't store bought in factory sealing, I ain't goin' near it.
What freaks me out is most staff actually enjoy these little get togethers. True I allow them a longer lunch and pay them for it but geez, they have to hang out with the folks then spend the other 364 days a year bitching about.
So I will go in, collect my cheap secret santa gift of CVS candles or last year's regifted body lotion, smile and laugh in fake delight and merriment.